Yesterday was a day of being at least somewhat productive, unusually for a Sunday. There was nice dinner cooked, there was Dr Who watched, there were boxes of tins and such unpacked into the kitchen, and we also successfully figured out how to attach plugs and sockets to network cables (we've run cable through most of the new bits of house). Not that I expect to be making my own cables on a regular basis, but it's handy to know how to do it. (The technique mostly seems to involve a lot of creative swearing and spraying the lounge with tiny little bits of cable innards.)

Glastonbury looked fun aside from the whole [Still Crazy]"up to their bollocks in mud!"[/Still Crazy] thing. Someone needed to turn The Killers up a couple of notches, though.